Lyrics of twelve desert islands by Jiang Ershi

You are the hot waves in September and summer

You are yearning for the heavy rain

You are a dream of flying over mountains and rivers

You are the snowy roadside all night

You are the young scenery of the southern hemisphere

You are speechless, you are looking at each other

You are the wings of the French window (I hear the sound of raindrops falling)

You are the fragrance of the sunny town (beating my heart bit by bit)

You are powerless to resist the magnetic field that keeps chasing

You are the direction of the sunset (there is no way to your heart)

You are a short-term ideal that I can't embrace

You are the journey, you are the hometown

I hear raindrops falling

Beat my heart bit by bit

I heard the wake of midnight

There is no way to your heart

I heard a blind dragonfly

Fall in love with a hollow glass bottle

I hear the melting of ice and snow

But I can't hear you in the wind

I hear your voice

It's on the top of the northernmost mountain

I heard your response

On the deepest ocean floor

I heard you cry

In the waves

I heard your decision

In the dream of birds

You are serious about writing every stroke

You are the wrong growth of a few strands of hair

You are the antidote, you are the nutrition

You are the back of the world

My own regrets and desires

A dream that I don't want to wake up

My name is unforgettable

My name is unforgettable

My name is unforgettable